Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Big Gun’ by AC/DC. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of AC/DC or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Riot on the radio
Pictures on the TV
Invader man take what he can
Shootout on the silver screen
Sticking ’em up and knocking ’em down
Living out a fantasy
There’s a bad man cruising around
In a big black limousine
Don’t let it be wrong
Don’t let it be right
Get in his way
You’re dead in his sights
Big gun
Big gun number one
Big gun
Big gun kick the hell out of you
Terminators, Uzi makers
Shootin’ up Hollywood
Snakes alive with a .45
Setting off and doing no good
If you ain’t wise they’ll cannibalize
Tear flesh off you
Classified lady killers
Prayin’ in the human zoo (Prayin’)
They saddle you up
And take you to town
Better look out
When he come around
Big gun
Big gun number one
Big gun
Big gun kick the hell out of you
Big gun, got a hot one
Big gun, got a number one
Big gun, loaded and cocked
Big gun, hot hot hot
Got big gun, ready or not
Big gun, give it, give it a shot
Terminator, Uzi makers
Regulators, gonna get you later
Big gun kick the hell out of you